What's happening? What were those things? Is this a dream? I pinched myself to only realize that this really was happening. Those creatures at the station were real. What are they? Where did they come from? I don't know what to think. Luckily the driver caught on to what was going on before something bad happened. The scariest part was seeing them try to chase the train. They didn't care or think about the fact that they wouldn't be able to catch us. Bloodlust or whatever it was going through their minds was controlling them. I'm just glad that we got away.

    I can only assume that we will be rushing to the next station that is about fifteen away… All that blood, I can't get it out of my head. I can't stop thinking about it, I just hope that everything will be ok. Hope was all I could choose to feel aside from the trauma and fear. When we got to the bridge area of the tracks, I felt uneasy. As we began going across it, I could see the tunnel at the other end. It was far away, but through the tunnel it would mean that we would be close to the next station.

    However, as the train travelled the silhouette of a tall figure revealed itself at a distance. The closer we got, it could be seen that it was almost twice the size of a normal person, really thin, almost as though it was suffering from starvation. We got closer, and I could see from out the window that it was holding something. We drove past it, where I was able to see it more. Its skin was pale and sickly, bloodied too. Following the long length of its thin arm, in its hand he held by its neck the bloodied corpse of a track worker; one that would inspect the tracks. The creature was eating him, and luckily enough the thing was soon out of sight leaving only the memory of what I just saw...